Did ya ever it feel,
When up a tree runs a meal,
Or animals in the woods,
Run too fast, or dad says no,
And at home he’s got the goods…
I love to play with dad amongst the trees,
But when I go to chase a deer,
He gets upset & stops me for fear,
He fears I will get hurt times three,
But I’m not stupid, I love him so,
Him I do appease…
So if to a dog you do belong,
Understand he is pretty strong,
And if he wants to go off alone,
You might be right in stopping him,
As he might be in the wrong…
© Rufuz 10.06.2008
Love,
Mom
Sometimes a dog's gotta do what a dog's gotta do, but I also see your Daddy's point of view, wanting to keep you safe...understand. Life without some risks is not living at all ... you know? Keep writing, know I love you and your Daddy.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
A juicy bone and a lovely finished groomed Poodle bitch on your way.
Uncle Ed the Elder
(((HUGS))) and much love, your Human friend, Karen Lynn. :D XOX0X0
finally figured out what your Daddy's problem is ...
he needs to --->
BE ......
SPAYED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :) :) :)
I always love your Rufuz poems. It shows your undying love and loyalty to him and him to you. I bet he's the only dog that can write beautiful poetry!
Mary